A week passes. Quietly.

Good Day to ye, Barrister Eke!

I would be praying that ye be of fine health as I'd not want nothing to be happening to your good self. But it be a week now since ye went off to weasel out the banks status and there has been nary a word from your quarter in that time.

Would ye be telling me what is going on then?

Yours curiously,

John Silver.